Friday, June 29th started early in order to get to the hospital by 7. As we started the day, our nerves were there, as well as a lot of anxious thought. How humbling and comforting it was then to head to the hospital, watching the handiwork of God that morning through His sunrise. What a way to show us that if He can make the sun rise and set every single day, how much more will He care for His little lamb.
We arrived at the hospital bright and early and then waited. The hospital has been undergoing some renovations and so we were waiting in a brand new room, with very comfy chairs, as well as undersea murals painted everywhere! (hmmmm, looks like mom and dad found the 10 beer calming medicine! :o)
Just after this picture is when she exclaimed "Dad, I am high!". Although it took awhile, apparently the calming medicine was finally kicking in! The nurses howled! Oh, it was so funny!
She was quite thrilled with going into the wheelchair. That is, until she realized they were starting to push her away from us. She then started to get worried, trying to get out but because of the "10 beer" medicine, she didn't have the strength to figure how to get out.
The surgery started around 9 and went to 4. Yes, a very long time to wait. She then took forever to wake up in recovery so we didn't get to see her until 5. And once we saw her (after walking by her, not recognizing it was her on the bed), we were in awe. Her face looked so tiny!!! We got used to the birthmark very quickly but those expanders we did not. And so to us, that is the biggest change: that the expanders were gone and her face looked so little. This is when the "bloody" pictures start.
Oma and Opa Helder spent the day with us, helping us to pass the time away. Here they are, checking out Keziah's new face.
Oma and Opa Gelderman came as well, again bringing some Swiss Chalet for us. Mmmm-mmmm-mmm.